" I am hungry."
There are diffferent kinds of hunger. There are gluttons who will crave more food when their belly obscures the floor; there are people living in the gutter, on hot, steamy streets with no light apart from the odd battery-powered flourescent strip that splashes cold light on a desperate scene; there are people, peaceful, spiritual people who have been pushed into a corner by a hunter and who cannot rest until action has been started, a sense of change undertaken. Somehow. And then there are those who are hungry for still more power who will stop at nothing to preserve a status quo that serves the few while denying the many.
There are no politics in this blog just a sense of humanity, a sense of brotherhood with saffron-robed monks marching in silence but with a strong voice for change.
